Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess 272 Selena Tang 21

Once done looking into the t.i.tles and reading the short descriptions, or more like, messages under, she closed her eyes and wondered. Did he have an inkling that she would suddenly have an impulse to log into his account one day? Or was he simply hoping she would and left these in case she did?

"Zheng Xiang…" She called out the name in her heart.

A couple of minutes pa.s.sed in silence.

After deliberating for some time, the woman ultimately did not listen to the songs nor watch the videos. She knew if she did, her heart would only waver. After all, the person featured there was someone she used to love and a man she had been with for years.

Mo Fang shut down her phone and threw it somewhere she wouldn't see it temporarily.

Her decision to not check the videos was so that her conviction would not be affected.

She had already vowed to be part of the upper society. And Liu De was the easiest to access amongst the available tickets. Not to mention in the future, Liu De would also be the richest man in the country. Before glory and riches, was the love and longing of somebody she was no longer fond of worth mentioning?

'People could argue that I'm being a coward, but I should not care. I have no time to be nostalgic,' she quietly whispered.

Having made up her mind, the reborn woman set on her objectives once again dismissed the love expression through the songs.

When days pa.s.sed and she made up with Liu De, the sweetness of her days with him made her forget about it entirely. Or maybe, it started with her acting as if she did not see anything in Zheng Xiang's page until the pa.s.sage of time helped her no longer remember.  

Until one day, she was reminded of the songs' existence and realized that each of the melodies was very nice to the ears despite sounding emotional.

She copied the songs to her device and deleted the ones in Zheng Xiang's account. Her mood was good when she did that and there was no remorse in her face.

She was a.s.suming the man would no longer remember about it after not visiting his page for so long. So even if his creations went live on radios, if the lyrics were different, he would not be able to say anything.

No, in her estimate, he would not say a thing once he learned it. Especially, if it was her who used them. He was just that kind of man.

A few days later, after studying the melody and recording a rough, unpolished version of it, she submitted the output to the company. In the afternoon of the same day, she received a call from a known producer of the music department.

"Good afternoon, Miss Mo. I'm calling about the files your personal a.s.sistants endorsed to us. May I ask if you are really the one who wrote them?"

Her voice was very sweet and pleasant when she replied, "h.e.l.lo, Mr. Sun. And yes. I am. Is there a problem?" At the end of her sentence, nervousness was even present in her voice. When she sent the pieces, all she was thinking was that all of the songs were beautiful to listen to and with rhythms and melodies that were easy to memorize. "I thoughtlessly sent the files, hoping that at least one can catch your fancy, Sir. I'm sorry if there's some problems with them."

Hearing the veiled anxiety in her tone, Mr. Sun hurriedly spoke to clarify.

"Ah, no, Ms. Mo. There's no need to act like that because there's no issue with everything you submitted. In fact, there would never be a problem because the works are just so great! I can see good potential for them!"

Laughter rang then from the other line and when the woman heard it, her heart felt at ease. She secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As expected, the songs could be used and perhaps, made into chart-toppers. Good. That was all that matters.

A huge smile was plastered on her lips were as she laughingly replied, "Thank goodness then, Mr. Producer. I feel so happy receiving your evaluation. However, earlier, you really almost made me believe that something's wrong. Like the songs are too amateurish or too emotional."

"Ooops, it's definitely not my intention. Haha," said the producer amidst a hearty laughter.

"I see. Okay then. To be honest, I've been learning about music long ago. However, I only recently managed to complete the lyrics… Although you seem to like them, what do you think about their future performance? Can we make an alb.u.m out of them?"

After that question was asked, several exchanges of words followed between them. When Mo Fang felt like there was no more problem, she tasked the other to secure the copyright. She even especially requested for the songs to be given to Liu De, her lover.

At that moment, she already completely forgot that she was not the real creators of the tracks.

…

While the ex-wife was laying out plans for the songs that were dedicated for her and heartlessly giving them to the man she was latching onto, the real creator of the music pieces had already finalized the contract with Starlight. It was quite comical considering how he was actually one of its shareholders. However, he realized that it was not forbidden to be an artist and shareholder at the same time.

New songs, the ones he sang in his channel as Jiang Li would be officially made into an alb.u.m. An MV was even already decided for the one which would be the main track, and actually, the filming had already started.

Jiang Li was only featured there singing before a piano, sometimes in some random backgrounds and das.h.i.+ng costumes and suits. This was why his part where all completed in a day. After all, he only needed to sing and match some emotions to it. If he couldn't pull off any, close his eyes then and act as if he was internalizing the lyrics. Simple He heard somebody made a script for the official music video but he didn't pay much attention to it. His focus went on the shooting of the drama which finally began after three days.

It was a sunny Wednesday.

The venue depicted a traditional house called Siheyuan. When he first entered, he was a bit in awe since the place was really preserved and did not look that different from the common houses he got used to seeing in Jiang Ying Yue's world.

Alright… to be honest, he did not remember much about the layout and styles. However, the feeling was at least authentic, probably only minus the smell of the air in the place which did not escape from the pollution outside. In the historical world, the air could not get any fresher and more pollution-free.

Anyways, after recovering from the brief nostalgia, he looked ahead and saw that there were many crew members already exploring the courtyard house. Selena Tang was next to the director. The latter spoke to her as if seeking opinions before clapping and shouting to everyone that they would be starting the filming.

Jiang Li was caught by some makeup artists as he had scenes later.

…

Selena Tang's mood was good when she left the set that late afternoon. This was despite the director holding her and the producer team back for an hour while the rest were okay to go home.

"I'll come again tomorrow and spectate the shooting," she subconsciously said. The cheerfulness in her voice would have made her a.s.sistant throw her a weird glance if not for the latter being left behind to continue the talk with the other staff. Her tone and mood right now was simply a huge contrast to her usual ice cold one.

Naturally, there was a reason for it.

She recalled what happened earlier.

Before noon, the parts showing the general started.

The man Jiang Li surprised her a bit with his appearance and decent acting.

Okay, actually, she was annoyed, because the man could easily replicate the scene and emotion she envisioned when writing that general.

But thankfully, the director was a very kind person and always listened to her opinion. Or maybe he was simply acquiescing to her since she had a good reputation as a writer and was the heiress of the Tang family. In any case, she was glad that when she said she was not satisfied with the scenes, especially those involving the general played by the man, the director graciously took in her suggestion.

Because of this, even though the singer's parts should have been only taken for at most three times, the director ordered and rearranged a bunch of things which made somebody related or around the man received many NGs. As a result, all of Jiang Li's scenes needed 5-7 takes on average! That was 5-7 no goods!

'Hehe, I would have asked for more if not for some dissatisfied looks from other staff.'

The girl's immaturity was in full display. A smug expression was even on her face when the thought flickered across her mind. Actually, her footsteps were even lighter than usual as she trotted towards the parking lot.

She was really pleased with witnessing her enemy suffer. She would have to admit, she almost laughed out loud upon taking a glimpse of that guy frowning or having a lost look put on whenever he was made to repeat an act. It was quite the masterpiece.

'I fell in love with seeing my enemy angry.' The woman playfully added to herself. With one hand holding her purse, she reached out the other to the door of her car.

In her mind, there was already a plan on where and how she would treat herself for this small victory.